This is a song about "Mom having cancer"

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Your pants get hit with cancer

Your pants get hit with cancer

Took the van, went snatch her

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

I just write that right by a mic stand

Pooping - having a blast,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

Only thing you smoke is firecrackers causing cancer

No tats dey for my arm

So i thanks for my mom

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I hoped that these guys would suffer the cancer